This was done in the middle of English class… I was so freaking bored….

Disclaimer: I wish I owned it…

That's all I have to say so… Enjoy I guess

"Alright, I will be going now, I guess," Austria said. Hungary smiled and gave him a little peck on the cheek. "Be safe," she said. "And look out for Prussia." That last word was spoken with such a disgusted manner.

After giving a curt nod in response, he quickly bustled out of the house and was immediately enveloped in the whirling white snow.

Closing the door behind him to not let any of the cold air inside, Hungary sniffed a little. Am I coming down with something? She thought feeling her forehead. It was normal temperature. It's probably just the cold air. Yeah that's it.

Pushing those thoughts out of her mind, she took an old book off the shelf and proceeded to read, nestled into the velvety couch cushions. She was at peace with that until she heard a loud knock crack on the wooden door followed by some loud yelling over the howling sound of the wind. "Hey! Sissy? Lizzy? Is anyone there? If you are, then let me in because in freezing my freaking awesome ass off out here!"

Elizavéta froze. Oh no. Please. Anyone but him. She did not need his self-proclaimed 'awesomeness' running around her and Roderich's house. So naturally, she decided to ignore him.

She had known him longer than anyone but even she had absolutely 0 tolerance for his rants. After 15 minutes she was sure that he would be a frozen ice block but she was completely wrong. 15 minutes later, he was still standing in their doorway waiting to gain access into the house and screaming his head off at the people he supposed were to be inside.

Elizavéta groaned in frustration. Honestly. Is he really that dense? When will he get that no one will let him in?

Soon she realized that he really was that dense. He wouldn't give up on this even if it killed him. Setting her book down on the table, she walked over to the door, a scowl etched onto her face.

"What? What do you want?" she yelled at her childhood friend, green eyes shining with annoyance. The Prussian's face lit up with a huge smile of delight. "Finally!" he exclaimed and stomping his boots on the floor. "I've been shouting and screaming out there for like an hour already! Did you not hear me or something?"

"No. I didn't," she lied through her teeth, frustration obvious in her words. "Well, it's a good thing you came then. You literally saved me."

Ugh. There he was again trying to get him and her together. It was disgusting! She did not need his flirting when she and Austria were perfectly content in their relationship. "Why did you even come here anyway?"

Gilbert smirked. "I just thought it was time to pay you guys a visit. You need a little of my awesomeness once in a while anyways."

Rolling her eyes at him, Elizavéta asked, "Well, since you are here now, is there anything that you would like?" She froze. Did that actually just come out of her mouth? She hated him! Why did she want to help him? Well, he was technically her guest so it would be impolite to be rude to him. Reminding herself that, she mentally scolded herself and waited for a response.

"I could go for some coffee right now, I suppose. I'm freaking cold right now" He said with a shrug. Elizavéta nodded, keeping her head down to avoid eye contact as she walked to the kitchen.

As soon as she started brewing it, her head had a sudden jolt of white pain. She hissed and gripped the table for support, trying desperately to keep upright. He clenched her eyes shut and waited for the pain to pass. After a while it numbed and she took that time to regain her senses and make sure that Gilbert was not suspecting anything unusual.

Gosh what happened there? She thought bringing the coffee over to her 'guest' who was currently sitting on the couch, rubbing his hands together to try and bring some warmth into them. "Just wait," she said, setting it down on the table. "I'm going to go get the milk." She turned to walk back when she felt a tug on her sleeve.

"What now?" she said, getting irritated again. Her head flew around to meet his red eyes, her long brown hair starting to rest on her right shoulder. Elizavéta's glare faded when she saw the look of concern that was suddenly plastered onto his face. "Hey, Lizzy. You okay?" he said taking her hand in his. "You look a little pale."

"Yeah," she responded sounding a little weaker than she would like to sound. Elizavéta continued walking to her destination trying not to look at him, a little embarrassed by that moment.

Just outside the kitchen, she hesitated. A huge wave of nausea overtook her body. Her head became dizzy as she fumbled for something to grasp on to to keep herself upright.

She fairly remembered hearing footsteps approaching her and vaguely heard Gilbert's voice asking her incoherent questions. Her senses dulled and all she could hear was the sound of her heart pounding and her heavy breathing. Elizavéta could barely hear the frantic cries of the other nation behind her.

She opened her mouth to reassure him that she was fine and there was nothing to worry about but a string of heavy coughs took the place of the words that were stuck on the tip of her tongue.

Her vision had black spots in it and she could barely focus on anything as it started to fade in and out of black completely.

Elizavéta couldn't feel anything but the air temperature in the room had started to grow uncomfortably hot around her.

The last thing she remembered was Gilbert screaming "Lizzy!"

Then everything went black.